| So Complete | ||||
| I long for a day to call my own, a moment of bliss, not caused by a simple kiss, but an idea of love, and everlasting romance. A dream to unreal to be called true; an image locked in my mind that may never be. Detemined not to settle, certain to find a goal, hold onto my moals, a tale that's never been told. No one has what I desire, a love so certain, so real, so honest, a love that's so complete. |
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